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Chapter 247: The Taoist Bell Strikes Eighth, A Generation of Talents, But That's All!(1/4)

Meng Family.

"What?"

Meng Chuan stood up in a flash.

"You said... In less than a day, more than twenty tribe members of the Yang family were stabbed to death?"

"yes."

opposite.

An elder nodded.

"From the news coming, there are twenty-seven, and several of them... they are the clan brothers of the head of the Yang family."

"audacious in the extreme!"

Meng Chuan shook his head repeatedly.

"What a bold one!"

Of course.

There was no trace of sympathy and anger in his eyes, but on the contrary, there was a bit of gloating.

Although the two families are in marriage.

But there is a lot of dirty things in secret.

"go!"

For a moment.

He is in a good mood.

"Prepare a generous gift, I will go in person to express my condolences to Brother Yang..."

"Home...head of the family!"

Before he could finish his words.

An elder rushed in with horror on his face.

"What happened!"

"What's wrong!"

Meng Chuan looked unhappy.

"Didn't you tell you a long time ago? Be calm when you encounter something, and the sky... won't fall!"

"Second...Young Master, I'm dead!"

"What?"

Meng Chuan was stunned.

"You... say it again?"

"Just now."

The elder swallowed.

"The clan members came to report, and found the bodies of the second young master and Meng Jie not far outside the clan area. In addition, there were 12 clan members, all of whom were... dead!"

thump!

Meng Chuan sat down and his face turned pale.

“Twelve?”

The elder had a stern heart.

"Do they... have anything in common?"

"have!"

Later the elder took a deep breath.

"These twelve people... plus Meng Jie, are all above the black market reward list! And...their wounds are all fatal with one sword!"

"Honor!"

The elder was shocked.

"This situation...is exactly the same as the Yang family! It was definitely done by the same person!"

"explain!"

Meng Chuan gritted his teeth and looked ferocious.

"Tell me everything you know! No details are allowed to be missed!"

"yes!"

boom!

After a while.

A shocking sound suddenly broke out in the Meng family!

The gorgeously built family hall turned into ruins in an instant!

In the smoke and dust.

A figure was disheveled and his hair looked like a madman.

"Fatty man Fu!"

"Dare to kill my son!"

"I want you... blood debt and blood compensation!"

...

There was such a big stir.

Of course, the news can no longer be concealed.

Of course.

The Yang and Meng families did not think of hiding it. They were like crazy, dispatching a large number of tribe members to search for the fat man Fu who came out of nowhere, and wished they could cut him into pieces.

Almost with the momentum of thunder.

This incident spread throughout most of the eastern desert and northern border.

For a moment.

Fatty Fu is well-known to everyone, and is well-known for his thunderous moments!

"Fatty man Fu? Who is it?"

"I don't know, it's just a fierce man anyway!"

"Who cares about him? Anyway, what he does...is very happy!"

"Shh! Be careful! Such a thing...ahhhh, just think about it in your heart, don't say it out."

"strangeness."

A young monk was a little confused.

"Aren't the two families looking for Fatty Fu? Just go to the black market to check it out?"

"You know nothing!"

The person next to him looked at him like a fool.

"The black market has its own rules, and even if they go there, it's useless!"

"rule?"

The young man was a little dissatisfied.

"What if two families use it?"

"What a young boy!"

The man next to him looked disdainful.

"Believe it or not, they dare to cause trouble in the black market today, and tomorrow... Haha, these two families have lost more than a few dozen tribe members!"

"well……"

In the corner.

An elderly monk's eyes were a little wet.

"Fatty Fatty...a kind and righteous man! Son, the man who killed you back then is dead. If you know, you can feel at ease."

actually.

Not just him.
To be continued...
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